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Schemes Of A Flower

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

Xiziqing · General
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Chapter 46 Demonstrating Resolve through Death_1

Upon hearing that the Empress Dowager had arrived, the maid was shocked and looked anxiously towards the tall pavilion.

Hua Yan leaned on the railing and gazed downward, her voice scattering in the wind, diminishing as it hit the ground, "Maid, you take some people and quickly go to welcome the Empress Dowager's carriage! I can't come down for now, so I won't go. Qiuyue will stay with me."

Upon hearing this, the maid thought that the Empress Dowager was arriving, and one must go to receive her; so, she hurriedly looked towards Qiuyue.

Qiuyue was in a distant pavilion, the weeping willows hiding most of her figure. She poked her head out and glanced at the tall pavilion, finally understanding the scene her mistress had staged today—it was for the Empress Dowager. From afar, she nodded to the maid, her voice also drifting in the wind, "Maid, quickly take some people to go. I'll watch over the mistress."